Page 50 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Mara?”

“Yeah?”

“You dated the guy for two years and he couldn’t make you orgasm in that time?” Evan raises his eyebrows to his hairline, his voice incredulous.

“Yes. I wasn't exclusive with him, but yeah.”

That was before I started working for Sabrina and Kevin and discovered kink.

But I always knew I needed something more during sex and I blamed myself for not having fulfilling experiences with my partners.

And even though I've done a lot of work on myself and love my body for the size it is, I blamed a lot of those unsatisfactory experiences on my weight.

“I want you to sit on my face so I can pleasure every inch of your soaking wet pussy. And I need to see these impressive breasts.” Evan slides his hands under my shirt to my breasts, lifts them in his hands.

They spill out of his palms.

Gently, he massages my nipples through my shirt.

A swirl of pleasure so intense it makes me gasp, bursts from me.

He’s taking my shirt off in the next instant, and I'm helping him get my blue bra off.

I toss it across the room.

“Present them for me,” Evan says, a note of curiosity in his voice.

Oh yes. I can meet this request of his.

I cup my hands under my breasts.

“Squeeze them together for me.” Evan has a hand on my thigh.

I do, a shiver of pleasure breaking out across my spine.

His voice is light but commanding, his tone clearly says that he expects to be obeyed.

“Beautiful.” Evan pinches my nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

I close my eyes against the pleasure, as he gently places his hands where mine were and squeezes my breasts, tugs my nipples.

“Now princess, sit on my face.” Evan gives my breasts another squeeze, then moves against the headboard.

Maintaining eye contact with me, he throws a pillow out of the way and lies down.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Be a good girl and let me eat your pussy.”

With my heart galloping in my chest, I crawl over to him, sliding my hands up his strong legs.

“I’m waiting, Mara.”

“Okay.”

I feel all kinds of awkward and unsure as I grab the headboard for support and slowly lower myself on Evan’s face.

His stubble tickles the sensitive skin on my inner thighs and I giggle.

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